Lyrics to "Me"

Too Long, Ox Song, Potato Peeler, I'm Still Trying, The Difference, Tracing Tears, Better and Better

All songs written by
Matt Easton and Shyam Rao
All Arrangements by The Jenny Thing
© 1993 KKS Records
© 1993 The Jenny Thing

Too Long

All the girls, the girls in their cars
Ain't going nowhere, and they ain't going so far
So when they're talking about you, it's not such a fight
It's just a question of contest, "What did you do last night?"

I've been away from you too long
We're sitting close looking up in the dark
We're gonna see the big city, I want you to start
Just watching the way I love all that you do
Why can't you see it, I want to be like you

I've been away from you too long
We can find, we can find girls
Who always will say,
"Why don't you come out and play with me?"
And you'll be wondering why in the end
The big one wanted to be your best friend
I would've found in the time was keeping me high
So if you know that I love you, that is all I have to say
And this is all that I can do

Jeremy Easton: Trumpet

Ox Song

If the ox tills a field then the field gets tilled
If the ox kills a man then the man gets killed
If the ox kills a man then the owner gets stoned
That's not the kind of ox that I'd like to own

Get back, get back behind me

Hide and seek, oh, you can't find me
The ox pulled a rope and the ox pulled a cart
The ox pulled a heartstring and the ox broke my heart
There are no rules for fools who were fools from the start.

Potato Peeler

See, little girl, I'm gonna find out what's inside you mind
'Cause when I look inside your mind its too much time for me
And I'm shocked to discover the look and the lover
I wanted to be there too
And I don't want to be there without you
So we scratch the surface, then scratch down deep
We're gonna find what we keep
We're gonna find the answers to this
And I've been wanted to find, this goes down deep
And it goes so much deeper than this, kiss me
Here we go to find the reasons, the answers
you want to fine the way to go
And I've been asking about it.
"Don't ask. Don't wander. Don't kiss." Discover.
I wouldn't want to be the way you want to be with me
This rock

Painted this rock

Please keep it clear

It makes all my thoughts perfectly clear

Don't lose it now

It never will be seen here again

Sink into the sea

I'm Still Trying

I'm tired of reading alone
of thinking alone
of singing alone
I need a friend in the dark
holding my heart
keeping me warm when I'm cold

Little boy on closet floor

Don't know what to do no more

I got a book I cannot read

So I cry myself to sleep
I'll try to live for a while
hold onto a smile
hoping through another night
But I might dream bad in my sleep
sink into the deep
fall down in my dark little corner

I keep the tears in my eyes
I silence my cries
Waiting until morning
I bite the back of my hand
as hard as I can
I'm biting the hand
that needs you

Little boy on closet floor

Don't know what to do no more

I found a word I cannot say
I cry myself to yesterday

The Difference

She's still coming back

she don't know the difference

I know, I've read the book before

She loves you more than ever

she still believes in magic

I know, I've read the book before
I was minding my own business
when the cops decide to pick me up
and take me for a ride down to the station
And I've been sitting here just long enough
to count the ceiling tiles again
she stays a minute away for hours

Sometimes it seems I lived for days on coffee and cigarettes

My life is just a rotten apple core, it's better thrown away
I wonder what I'm doing here, but more important than the crime
I wonder what I ever did to be ignored
She never knew about the times I had to prove I'm still alive
I had to prove I'm wild and young and free
I tried to be a daddy but my father wasn't quite the model father
Our baby never noticed anyway
Her parents never like me much, I guess they hate me
But I never meant to make them hate their little girl
Or make the girl hate me

She's not coming back, she always knew the difference

I know I've lived this life before

There were tomes before when she would've believed in magic

I know she don't believe no more, she don't believe no more
But she never came back
And he waited for days
He forgot who he was or how he'd got there in the first place
But he remembered a name and a number to call
He said, "I wanna go home, back home, back home!"
So they brought him back home.

Tracing Tears

You didn't hurt me with the things you told me
You hurt me with the way you said
When the greatest love of life enfolds me
The little loves of life are dead
And now the kisses fall away like roses
Withered dry and fading fast
Kisses emptied now by winter
Become a memory at last

We trace tears down face with fingers

We face fears and fears still linger

I seem awful with how thoughtful

How thoughtful you seem,

and I don't know what to do

She's running into all the people
She's running up and down the aisle
He's reaching down to scrape the ring she dropped
From the ground with a nervous smile
And he whispers to her that the reason
For the empty, lonely bed last night
Was the getting of the playing hard to get girl
You weren't playing hard to get all night

I've been looking for the truth

And I'll tell you the truth
Some things are much better left understood

Better and Better

If I feel alone tonight I'll kiss your lips with sips tonight
Singing words so meaningless to nobody and nothingness

And I feel so much better now

I feel better and better
And if I feel afraid tonight I'll run into the street tonight
The burning faces look at me, the burning eyes that never see

And I feel so much better now

Better and better and better and better
And if I feel betrayed tonight
I'll dance with shadow girls tonight
They're close enought to breathe on me,
cold furies never leaving me

I feel so much better now, better and better

Matt Easton: Fuzz Guitar

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